Skipping the line

Jeannie & Johnny arrived at the bank to find a familiar frustrating situation: a dozen or more people in line. Jeannie scowled, clearly not fond of waiting, & produced an ominous-looking wand from her mini purse:

“Stand back, Johnny, I’ll clear these dorks out—“ she began to announce before Johnny stepped in.

“Hold on a second, Jeannie. I think I can test out my new abilities on these people… without causing a big scene with whatever that thing is.”

Jeannie nodded solemnly, recognizing that this was perhaps not a situation that required the roof being blown off, & reholstered her wand. Johnny, pleased with himself at having spared the crowd from Jeannie’s whims, turned to address them.

“Hey everybody! We’re just gonna go to the front of the line, okay? It’s fine!” He gave an awkward thumbs up & an attempt at a charming smile.

And to his surprise, it worked! The crowd nodded & murmured in agreement, seeming to accept this as perfectly logical, & parted for the two to pass through.

Johnny beamed as he reached the counter, not only at the success of his abilities but at finding that the teller on duty was indeed his recent crush. Katya (so said her nametag) was very much the stereotypical Eastern European beauty: blonde hair pulled back in a tight bun, a tight pencil skirt hugging her long legs, thin graceful arms & red nail polish. She smiled back politely at the two, accepting their authority just as much as everyone else in the lobby. “How can I help you today?”

“Hi Katya! I’m Johnny,” he started cheerfully. “I would really like some money. Could I have, uhh… I dunno, one million dollars?”

Katya nodded slowly, confused. It was a strange request to say the least, but she felt inclined to help him however she could, so she tried to clarify. “Okay sir. Is that in your checking account?”

“Oh, no! I’m broke. But the bank has money, right? So just give me some of that!” He smiled at how simple it all was. “Oh! If it would get you in trouble or whatever I can ask your manager instead.”

Katya continued nodding in agreement, completely blown away by whatever was happening. Was this a robbery? No, it seemed as natural as any transaction. Not even a business thing, it felt more like he was making small talk in the checkout line. At any rate, she felt compelled to help him out, & waved over her manager.

“Martha, this is Johnny,” Katya started, struggling to approach the strangeness of the request. “He would like to, umm…”

“Hi Martha! Please give me one million dollars.” Johnny smiled at the the woman, who looked taken aback, but quickly headed towards the back to fulfill his request.

Johnny couldn’t believe how easily everything was going. He flashed Jeannie a big thumbs up, then remembered the line waiting behind him, & turned back to Katya.

“Thank you for your business today, sir. Is there anything else we can help you with?” Katya asked warmly, still unsure what she had helped with in the first place.

Johnny lazily surveyed the gorgeous young bank teller from her lipstick to her tits to her nylons, contemplating the long list of things he would like her to help him with.

“Actually, Katya, there is. Why don’t you…”